sea_glass_pier
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“Do not tell me that's not an excuse because it is; not many drivers can match you in the rain.”
“You can.” Replying bluntly, Max’s shrugs. Sure, he's probably better by a tiny margin but Charles can certainly compete with him in the rain; he just can't drive as risky as Max does.
Laughing as if it were the funniest thing in the world. The brunette throws his head back - muscles flexing in his neck - as his windchime laughter echoes through the empty car park. Max’s lungs momentarily stop working, brain too focused on trying to bottle up the sound - locking it away somewhere deep inside his heart. “No. I am capable, that does not mean I am as good.”
“Charles-”
“I am not saying you are a better driver. Just that our strengths do occasionally differ.” He turns to the Dutchman now, a grin on his face. “Make sure you don't get hit next time so we can race.”
Grinning back, Max turns on his heels - heading towards his car. “You mean so you can lose.”
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After a bad home race, Charles attempts to comfort Max leave lingering, unanswered questions for the Dutchman about their relationship. -
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There's a hand on his shoulder, fingers digging deep into the thick fabric of his race suit and refusing to let go - as they always have. Tug. Pull. He’s forced to turn around.
“The fuck was that.” Max spits, hand never leaving the younger’s shoulder. Fingers still cutting harshly into the vivid scarlet suit that the Monégasque wears but he can't find it in himself to care; not when Max is acting as if he was the one wronged during that race.
“What do you mean ‘the fuck was that’? You sent me from first to seventh on lap thirty!” Hissing back at the blonde, Charles can feel the flames growing. His foot presses harder against the accelerator.
Max huffs with a distinct roll of his eyes, crossing his arms. It's oddly reminiscent of their karting days except there's a camera watching on wearily rather than a steward. “That was fair racing.”
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Max and Charles argue after a raceAka
I saw that one that one tumbler post like "Max is very aware that Charles will kill them both if he pulls the same shit he pulled with Lewis last year" and then this happened -
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Failure. Disgrace. Pathetic.
Slow.
Each word doesn't need to be heard; he knows them already. They linger in the air around the older, reaching out and stripping Max of all being as he slips into a void of nothingness.
Flesh and blood of humanity long forgotten. Less than human within seconds because he'd failed to do the one thing he was built for. He doesn't know what he is now; Max is a winner, always has been.
How can he be Max if he's not a winner?
One word slips through the cracks of his shattered being: nothing.
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After losing a race to Checo, Max finds himself being lectured by his father. Until of course, someone else arrives to take the brunt of Jos' dagger like words.Or or: Max feels like a failure, good thing Charles is there to distract him - a very small drabble
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“My bad,” Robin went on with no remorse, “You’re like forty, you have no room to talk.”
“You–I’m seventeen, asshole!”
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…What?
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Bruce finds out that Red Hood is yet another teenage vigilante. What was he supposed to do? NOT adopt him?
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The Guilt Never Really Left, You Know by neuro_psyche
Fandoms: Batman: Under the Red Hood (2010), Batman - All Media Types
04 May 2024
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Red Hood’s modulated voice is bone-chilling. Nearly every sleaze-bag in Crime Alley had become accustomed to the gravely robotic nature of it. The unnatural shifts in his words and the variations in pitch being just ever so slightly off putting. Borderline uncanny, yet everyone who’s heard it knows there’s a human behind that voice. A man who choses to blow a hole through someone’s skull without so much of an afterthought.
Though, no one had ever heard that voice scream.
Not until tonight.
Or, Red Hood is captured, Nightwing saves him and while helping him afterwards, puts the wrong puzzle pieces together and confronts him which does not go quite how he planned.
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Chicago had been Daniel’s dream. The townhouse, the fancy gym, the firm, the dinner parties. Max just lived inside it all. A curated life built like a set. And when the divorce came, Daniel kept the city like a souvenir.
Now he’s here.
Miles of wilderness, a cheap cot in a fire tower, and the occasional bears for company.
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16 May 2025
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5 times Max touched Charles in places that made him feel some type of way.
Back.
Waist.
Hip.
Thigh.
Neck.+ 1 time Charles finally did something about it.
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Max drunkenly shows up at Charles' hotel room and proceeds to fall asleep on his bed. Charles is struggling.
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29 Dec 2024